Huo Siyuan glanced at the prenuptial agreement in Song Li's hand without leaving a trace. His expression did not change, but a biting gloom flashed in his eyes, but it disappeared in a flash, so quickly that people thought it was an illusion.
Huo Siyuan: "Come in."
Song Li followed in obediently.
Huo Siyuan poured Song Li a cup of tea, which was her favorite Biluochun. After drinking a sip of the tea, Song Li relaxed a little.
However, seeing Huo Siyuan sitting down across from her with a serious expression, intending to talk to her in this state, Song Li felt a headache: "Can you please put on your clothes first?"
She was just wearing a bath towel, and I didn't know if she was wearing anything underneath. I felt like if I lowered my head, I would see some unspeakable exposure.
Not serious at all, not serious at all. In such an environment where harmony is easily achieved, how can you expect her to talk about serious matters?
Huo Siyuan raised his eyebrows: "You are a serious person, what does it matter whether I wear it or not?"
Song Li: “…”
[Fuck! System, is the male protagonist so flirty? ]
system:【……】
Don't ask it, it doesn't want to talk.
Song Li was very uncomfortable, moving on tiptoe and looking left and right, refusing to look directly at the other person. Huo Siyuan had no choice but to sigh softly and change into his light blue home clothes. I wonder if it was a coincidence, it was the same color as Song Li's.
After changing his clothes, Huo Siyuan sat down opposite Song Li and poured himself a cup of tea. "Just tell me what's going on." His eyes swept over the things in Song Li's hand inconspicuously. A hint of coldness flashed in his slightly lowered eyes, but his handsome face still had a gentle and faint smile.
Song Li cleared his throat. "I won't waste any more time. I got a marriage certificate with you because of Uncle Huo's will. Now you have successfully inherited the Huo family. According to the prenuptial agreement we signed..."
Song Li carefully looked at Huo Siyuan. Seeing him pick up the teacup and drink tea gracefully without changing his expression, his heart relaxed slightly. He continued, "Should we set a date for our divorce?"
"Snap"
The teacup in Huo Siyuan's hand fell heavily, and the tea inside swayed. Song Li felt that his heart was just like the tea inside, shaking nervously.
"Divorce?" Huo Siyuan chuckled and looked up at Song Li with a look that made her feel uneasy.
"Ali, you can get married if you want and divorce if you want. Am I someone you can summon and dismiss at will?"
The last syllable was drawn out, and although the voice was extremely gentle, Song Li could sense a chilling chill in it. Suddenly, his spine went numb, and the hairs on the back of his neck stood up.
Hearing this, Song Li almost jumped up from the sofa.
Huo Siyuan's smiling face suddenly became sinister and cruel, tearing off his gentle exterior to reveal the devil's brutality and cruelty.
He stood up and walked towards Song Li condescendingly. In just a few steps, he was in front of her, his tall figure approaching with a sense of oppression.
Song Li's body was filled with alarm, and he almost couldn't control the urge to jump up and run. "Calm down..."
Huo Siyuan stood in front of her, looking at her with lowered eyes, and a strong sense of oppression suddenly burst into the air.
He raised his lips, his expression cold and stern, and spoke word by word: "Ali, I won't get divorced, I will only become a widow."
The last four words were almost squeezed out from between his teeth.
Widowed!
Song Li broke out in a cold sweat and his upper and lower teeth started to chatter.
Huo Siyuan leaned over, one hand resting on the sofa back next to Song Li's cheek, and with the other hand, he touched her face, his movements gentle and tender. In contrast to his movements, his aura was dark and terrifying, and his eyes revealed a sinister look that made Song Li feel terrified.
Song Li's heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys trembled, and his body shuddered involuntarily. He swallowed, his lips trembling as he shook his head violently, "No, we won't divorce."
Huo Siyuan chuckled, grabbed her hand holding the prenuptial agreement, and gently but irresistibly pried open her fingers. The prenuptial agreement, which was slightly wrinkled, fell into Huo Siyuan's hand.
The next second, he tore it into pieces of paper.
Amidst the flying confetti, Huo Siyuan's gaze made Song Li feel uneasy.
The dark and deep eyes stared at her solemnly, like an unfathomable abyss, hiding darkness and danger, making people tremble with fear.
Panic!
Very panicked!
Something is wrong with Huo Siyuan now!
Song Li's body was stiff, and she let Huo Siyuan reach out and hold her face, his slender fingers stroking her neck.
The two of them were very close, almost touching each other. Song Li could feel his oppressive aura and burning body. Although the body temperature was scorching hot, there was a chilling feeling.
Song Li trembled, fearing that Huo Siyuan, who would rather be widowed than divorced, would strangle her fragile neck in the next second.
Huo Siyuan felt the warm and smooth touch under his hands, rubbing them repeatedly, feeling very attached to them.
"Ali, why do you want to leave me? What did I do wrong? Tell me, can I change it?"
Huo Siyuan's tone changed, from sinister and perverted to infatuated and affectionate in an instant, and he also revealed an aggrieved and sad expression. He blinked his beautiful dark and deep eyes, and the corners of his eyes slightly raised, staring at Song Li, revealing a wronged and seductive look.
This change was like a roller coaster, sometimes perverted, sometimes infatuated, which made Song Li's heart even more unbearable.
Song Li's mind raced for a moment, and he blurted out, "You can't change it. I like women!"
Huo Siyuan said seriously, "Ali, if I become a woman, will you love me and never leave me?"
Song Li: “…”
It seemed as if as long as she said yes, Huo Siyuan would undergo sex reassignment surgery the next second.
Song Li swallowed his saliva and said, "Actually, I don't really like girls..."
"Ali, be good and obedient. Don't think about leaving me. You can't run away." Huo Siyuan touched her head and said lovingly.
"Promise me, okay?" Huo Siyuan sat down next to Song Li, touching her hair with one hand and her neck with the other, caressing her chin and neck affectionately.
Song Li, whose fate was strangled by the throat, said: "...Okay."
Can she say no?
Although Huo Siyuan was smiling, Song Li suspected that if she said no, this moody man would immediately strangle her neck.
"Ali is so good."
Huo Siyuan chuckled softly. The touch under his fingertips was so wonderful that he was reluctant to let go. He ran his fingers across her delicate and fair face, and couldn't help but trace the curve of her cheek obsessively.
Song Li's body was stiff and she didn't dare to move. Her reason told her that it would be best not to move now, otherwise it would be terrible if the gun accidentally went off.
When Huo Siyuan's fingers brushed across Song Li's collarbone, his gaze suddenly looked down uncontrollably.
His eyes turned red for a moment, and his breathing became heavier unconsciously.
Huo Siyuan forced himself to withdraw his hand and turned his gaze back, "Ali, can you stay tonight?"
A hoarse male voice tinged with ambiguity sounded close to my eardrum.
Song Li: “!!!”
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